Nurture by Nature

“Ain’t nothing wrong in eating some berries from the trees, now filled with nutritions, without fees, with greetings from Mother Nature, cheers!“ Gun Roswell

Nurture by Nature

Sometimes, it is good to let someone else, provide
For the all the nurture needed these days, just to get by
It may come in a form of something totally unexpected
From a place even, long since forgotten and neglected
But a glance outside from the window, is taking a turn slow

As the totally jungle like backspace of a yard, seemingly. sits still
Summer time long since forgotten, but memories there lingering
Of the green, live and lush now turned to burnt like bush
Alas one good thing turned out from this, sort of a messy mush

As finally daring out there, to the !great unknown”, to venture
Hoping this would not turn into some kind of disappearance adventure
Then what do these tired old eyes so gladly spy
But tress filled with berries, the whole yard, gone positively wild

Green, blue, red, all one needs to do is pick them up and get fed
The tastes varying from sour to sweet, soon enough, digging in deep
One basket after another getting filled, to the very hilt
Running out spaces, as so full are all the before empty places
With gifts of plenty, as with courtesy, provided by Mother Nature